Chapter 1838

"You don't represent Tu Shan." Fang Qingye shook his head and said that he didn't want to entangle with the madman anymore, and turned around to leave.

Mo shouhei appeared in front of Fang Qingye again in a flash, and never let him get away.

"If you force me to fight, aren't you afraid to let your life yuan run out?" Fang Qingye said coldly and suddenly pointed out.

Mo shouhei gently raised his hand, which blocked Fang Qingye's finger, and said, "how about talking to me about terms?"

Fang Qingye said, "what conditions do you want to talk about?"

Mo shouhei smiled and looked at the real dragon making trouble on the earth and said, "I can let you subdue him, but the vitality of this dragon belongs to me."

Fang Qingye heard the words and resolutely refused: "impossible."

In Fang Qingye's view, compared with the real dragon, Mo shouhei's harm to all living beings on the earth is more serious. How can he let Mo shouhei get the vitality of the real dragon?

Once Mo shouhei really gets the vitality of the real dragon, his life can be extended a lot. After all, a real dragon is enough to equal the vitality of tens of millions of creatures.

There are not many black Shouyuan. If Shouyuan can be extended, he will have more power to do more things, which Fang Qingye absolutely does not want to see.

"You will agree to this condition anyway, because you have no choice, and I can tell you that this dragon really has a chance to become the ancestor of the wild dragon. When you want to clean it up, it will be much harder than now." Mo shouhei said, looking at ease, completely indifferent to how many innocent creatures will suffer under the madness of the real dragon.

Fang Qingye is not. Although he is a martial master, he inherits the legacy of Xuanyuan ya. He is concerned about the world and cannot sit idly by.

"Really think I can't kill you now?" Fang Qingye was finally angry. When he stepped out, his momentum soared a hundred times, and he slapped at Mo shouhei.

Mo shouhei's pupil shrank slightly, and his body retreated. At the same time, he waved his sleeve, and a glow appeared, dissolving the power of Fang Qingye's palm.

Fang Qingye's offensive continued unabated, and the power of Wu Zun showed up, which was a terrorist force that could change the color of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

On the earth, many martial arts strong men seemed to feel it. Looking up at the depths of the sky, they could feel the waves of terror and unimaginable breath.

Fang Lin also felt that he was very familiar with the smell of his father Fang Qingye. As for the other breath, Fang Lin didn't have to guess that it must be black.

"Sure enough, my father was entangled by Mo shouhei, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared until now." Fang Lin secretly said.

Thinking that his father was fighting Mo shouhei at the moment, Fang Lin couldn't help but clench his fists. He only hated that his strength was too weak to help at all.

At the same time, the real dragon became more and more crazy and went towards the place where the creatures gathered. Wherever he went, the creatures were slaughtered. Even the weakest creatures were not spared, and all turned into rolling vitality and were swallowed up by the real dragon.

And the breath of the real dragon itself is becoming stronger and stronger, and gradually there is a trace of breath that only exists in ancient times.

This shows that it is changing towards the ancestor wild dragon, and it doesn't seem to take too long for it to become a real ancestor wild dragon, just like the arrival of the strongest overlord in the ancient times, plunging the earth into unimaginable turbulence and panic.

But the person who can really stop all this can't get away at the moment.

Fang Qingye is really annoyed by Mo shouhei, and this guy doesn't seem to want to be tangled up, just don't let you Fang Qingye free up your hands to deal with the dragon. Every time you delay, there are creatures on the earth who suffer disaster.

"How? Are you willing to agree to the terms I put forward?" Mo shouhei saw Fang Qingye's anxiety and said with a smile.

Fang Qingye's eyes were gloomy. He didn't want to agree to Mo shouhei's conditions at all, but he couldn't help Mo shouhei's entanglement. He really didn't want to delay here any longer.

"To subdue it, you don't have to kill it. I won't easily kill the last real dragon with ancestral dragon blood between heaven and earth." Fang Qingye said coldly.

Mo shouhei shook his head and said, "you have no choice but to kill it, because it can have a chance to degenerate into the ancestor of the wild dragon, which is also the reason why I help."

Fang Qingye was furious: "what did you do?"

Mo shouhei smiled lightly: "I have all the ancestral blood of those ancestors who died in the ancient times."

Fang Qingye understood as soon as he heard this. The real dragon of emotion would become so crazy. It turned out that it was the reason for sticking to black and obstructing it.

"You unexpectedly gave it the ancestral blood of the ancestor wild dragon? In order to seize its vitality? Don't you think it's a bit superfluous?" Fang Qingye said in a bad tone.

Mo Shou's black hair hissed, "it's unnecessary? The blood of the ancestor dragon is useless to me, and if this dragon doesn't step into the realm of the ancestor wild dragon, it has no value. All the creatures it devours now will return to my body together with its vitality. You say that a drop of the blood of the ancestor dragon will prolong my life. Is this kind of exchange very cost-effective?"

Fang Qingye was secretly annoyed. After all, he still missed something. He didn't realize when Mo shouhei gave the blood of ZuLong to the real dragon. If he found it earlier, he wouldn't be in a dilemma.

However, Fang Qingye also knows that the time to become a martial master is still too short. Compared with the long years of Mo shouhei, Fang Qingye has always been a lot younger. If not for the many preparations and backhands made before the death of Xuanyuan ya, it can be regarded as paving the way for Fang Qingye, otherwise without the cushion of Xuanyuan ya, even if Fang Qingye becomes a martial master, it is difficult to compete with Mo shouhei.

"Fang Qingye, you don't have much time to think about it. Even I'm not sure when it will become the ancestor of the wild dragon. At that time, you will face more than just me." Mo shouhei said with deep meaning.

Fang Qingye heard the deep meaning of his words, his face suddenly changed dramatically, and immediately agreed to stick to the black conditions.

"Since I promised, I won't stop you, but I also hope you will keep your promise. The vitality of this dragon belongs to me, otherwise I will let you know the result of provoking me." Mo shouhei said.

Fang Qingye dodged and left, feeling very heavy in his heart. Mo shouhei was already implicitly threatening himself. If he did not deal with this real dragon in time, once it became the ancestor wild dragon, I'm afraid even the first generation demon Saint attached to the demon clan Holy tree would appear as a result, wanting to occupy the body of the ancestor wild dragon and reappear between heaven and earth again.